Dongdu Pavilion Case Record

Everyone looked towards the door one after another, only to see a hesitant young Taoist priest standing at the door.The boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was like ice and snow, and he was looking at the inn with a little confusion.Everyone looked at his clothes again, the pure sun crown, the Taoist robe in the color of the sun after the rain, with the crane pattern drawn by Lu Dongbin himself on the cuffs, it turned out to be the Kunlun school uniform that Jianghu hadn't seen for a long time.

"People from Kunlun!"

"This time, even Kunlun is here!"

As we all know, Kunlun has always been indifferent in the martial arts world, and at the top of the extremely high Kunlun, few people go there except for their own lightness kung fu. Everyone is used to Kunlun's absence in matters big and small.This time, I suddenly saw people from Kunlun coming, and because no one in their family except the disciples who had left the teacher came out, so I don't know who came.He saw that although the young man was extremely handsome, he had a high nose bridge and a calm face, as if he was not affectionate.

After a long while, someone in the crowd asked: "Who is the Taoist master from Kunlun?"

The young man seemed to be able to identify who asked the question for a while, but he glanced around with his corner of the eye to no avail, so he could only stare at the air and said, "I'm under Qing Xuzi."

People didn't know that he could only stare at the void because they couldn't find anyone to ask. They only thought that he was untouched by the mortal world, and he was really like a god descending from the mortal world. Their hearts were awe-inspiring, and they thought that Kunlun was really not comparable to my generation.But at this time, there happened to be one or two well-informed people who learned that Qing Xuzi heard that Tunan had only accepted one apprentice, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be Immortal Ziwei, disrespect and disrespect!"

The boy seemed to froze for a moment.For the Kunlun sect, their titles are all given by the master himself. He is not as weak as the crown, and he has not yet been given a title. How could he know that his fake title has spread so widely.I thought in my heart that living in isolation is also beneficial. People who have never met people all speculate that they are unfathomable. I am young and have no experience in the world, and I have become a ready-made fairy.He was not easy to get close to people, and he didn't bother to explain, because he didn't know who called him Immortal Ziwei, so he nodded towards the void again.

Now everyone believed that he really was Ziwei Xing, otherwise, if he was a mortal body at such a young age, how could he meet so many sects without showing any timidity?For a moment, there seemed to be an extra barrier around Wen Tao that strangers should not get close to, and no one within five feet of him dared to make any noise.Wen Tao sat in an empty seat at will, and only ordered some vegetarian food.Because he was respectful and obedient since he was a child, and Qingxuzi was a face-controller, he had very strict requirements on his appearance, so his every move was extraordinarily elegant, and everyone in the inn was pleasing to the eye, fascinated.

At this time, the scarlet monk who was originally sitting in the corner suddenly sat next to Wen Tao. He was a little drunk, stared at Wen Tao for a while and asked, "No one in Kunlun has been out of the mountain for a long time. How is Master Ji? How is Jin Xuzi?" Are you still practicing the Sancai Transformation Sword? I lost half a move to him last time, monk, I would like to find a time to fight him again."

Wen Tao thought to himself, this should be an acquaintance of the uncle, who has a deep connection with Buddhism and Taoism since ancient times, so he asked, "Is the master a disciple of Master Wuxiang?"

The monk smiled and said, "Haha, you Kunlun disciples have really good eyesight."

Wen Tao is familiar with scriptures, the origins of these martial arts sects were often asked to memorize by Qing Xuzi back then.Master Wuxiang of Shaolin is the abbot of Shaolin today, and his four disciples are the four great elders of Shaolin, all of them are of Ming Dynasty.If this scarlet-headed monk is an elder of the Ming generation, he should be the second-ranked Master Mingxin. It is said that Master Mingxin is extremely talented in martial arts and has inherited most of the mantle of martial arts from Master Wuxiang, but he can't read big characters. He obeyed the clear rules and precepts, and was especially addicted to drinking. He was nicknamed "Wine Monk" in Jianghu. This time Shaolin sent him here, it is estimated that he can eat meat and drink alone.

After thinking about it, Wen Tao said respectfully, "It turned out to be Master Mingxin."

The monk said with satisfaction: "Hahaha, no wonder Wen Tunan was willing to accept you back then, you can be taught, and you can be taught! It's just that your name is so stupid, it doesn't look like Master Ji's handwriting?"

Wen Tao blushed for a while, bowed his head and said: "Xiao Dao was given a surname by the master, only named Tao, not as weak as the crown, and has not yet had a title. This fairy king is all rumors."

Master Mingxin burst into hahahahahaha when he heard it, and said: "Forget it, you are much better than those pretentious disciples of aristocratic families under Zixuzi's seat, and it is not a loss to give you the title of immortal." The food, frowned and said: "Why do you eat such clear soup and little water?"

Wen Tao said: "I have been eating fast since I was a child."

Master Mingxin looked disgusted: "Your master is good at everything, but there are too many rules. Even if you can't help eating meat in Kunlun, you are still like this. I am a monk from Shaolin, but I don't care about those rules and regulations. But the wine in this inn is good, and the food is inferior. Wait a little bit, wait for me." After saying that, he got up and walked out of the inn with only his eight-foot-long Shaolin stick, but he came back after a cup of tea, and wrapped the two tails with a piece of linen cloth. fresh fish.It turns out that Qingfeng Town is built next to a stream, and there are some high-quality fresh fish in the stream.

Wen Tao looked at the fish but it was motionless, and frowned: "Is this fish dead?"

"It's not dead, it's just fainted by my stick." The mage said, he called Xiao Er, asked the kitchen to wash the fish, remove the scales and heads, and then bring it up. Give me that Qingxiao dagger."

This Qingxiao dagger is one of Kunlun's treasures. This time, Wen Tao begged his master to take it down the mountain for self-defense. He was hesitating whether to give it to him, but Master Mingxin snatched it away and said: "A good knife must be used in On such occasions, you know that the knife for cutting fish carp is very particular. If it is too thick, it will not be as thin as a cicada's wing. If it is too soft, the thickness will be uneven. For example, Qingxiao is the most suitable one. Mud, and the blade is thin." The mage explained, while cleaning his hands, he cut off two large pieces of fish meat on the front and back sides of the fish facing the back bone, and put the fish meat on the plate, along the fish bones inside. Each piece of carp is as thin as a cicada's wing, almost pink in color.While slicing the fish, the mage asked Xiaoer to bring garlic, ginger, salt, and sauce. After the slices were finished, he made a simple version of Siheji. He couldn't wait to pick up a slice with chopsticks, dipped it in Siheji, and poured it into his mouth. As soon as he delivered it, he sighed happily: "It's delicious in the world."

Wen Tao had never seen this kind of food before. He was strictly disciplined in Kunlun. Seeing that Master Mingxin was eating so deliciously, he couldn't help being greedy. He finally picked up a piece of fish carp and dipped it in Sihe. The smell of fish was covered up by Sihe, leaving only the fragrance of fresh fish. It was as if he had been instantly opened up to the two channels of Ren and Du, and he was indescribably refreshed.I don't feel the eyebrows and eyes are stretched, and the corners of the mouth are raised.He has an out-of-the-ordinary temperament, and he always looks like he is not easy to chat with. Only in this rare smile, he has the air of a teenager.

Immortal Ziwei, the foodie attribute has been opened since then.